Thankfully we all made it through the night with no one else being sick, so we were up bright and early...or at least bright and early for us...and on the road to WY.
As tradition dictates...or as I guess I aka Mom dictates...we stop at Rock Springs to eat lunch at Taco Johns. No one understands why this is such a treat for me, except those of you who may have grown up in WY. Taco Johns is a "legend" in WY and for some odd reason, when you leave WY and go to a place where there is no such thing as Taco Johns you really crave it.
So I insist that I get to have it at least twice a year, and thankfully my family is nice enough to humor me.
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